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A thick cloud pressed down from the sky, and there was thunder and lightning shining in the clouds, and then the wind rose again, the wind whistled, and large drops of rain fell from the clouds, and the sound hit the paper man crisply.

"Come back!"

Not daring to continue, Meng Fan manipulated the paper figures to rush back, and before the heavy rain poured, he had already summoned the four paper figures, but only the gourd baby had not returned.

The gourd baby is relatively small, and the corn field that went to harvest is a little far away, and on a mountain range, when it drops the sack and gallops back, the rain pours down!

The rain of the day before yesterday seemed to be just a prelude, but today's rain seemed to have been planned for a long time, mercilessly pouring down from the sky, and in a few moments, a murky stream of water rolled down from the mountain and rushed into the village, and even the stream in the village showed signs of flash flooding.

"Hurry up!"

Beads of sweat flowed down Meng Fan's forehead, he urged the little true qi left, and his mind was even more eager than ever, manipulating the gourd baby to rush back, hoping that the paint waterproof ability could be stronger, it could last for a while longer, and it could last until it went home, if it fell apart outside, it would inevitably be seen by the villagers.

At that time, not only himself, but even his parents, will be affected, and he will not be able to lead a normal life, no one will go to his father to see a doctor, and no one will pull his mother to do needlework and talk about some trivial matters.

Ghosts!

Because in the eyes of the villagers, it's a ghost!

Even Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to show the magic of the paper figure in front of the masses, and only dared to make some confusing small actions.

"It's over!"

Those villagers who came to urge in the morning were crowded in Meng Fan's house, looking at the heavy rain outside, showing a look of chagrin, four of the five robots have returned, and the remaining one must be back soon, the rain is so heavy, those corn soaked in the ground are completely finished.

"Brother......" The little widow sat on the edge of the bed, her delicate ankles hanging down, swinging and swinging, "Trouble ......"

"Hold on!" Feeling that the gourd baby was getting closer and closer to home, Meng Fan relieved himself slightly, "It should be no problem." ”

A wild dog was drenched and squatted at the door of Meng Fan's house, and suddenly saw something, Wang Wang screamed, and ran away in panic.

It was also at this time that the figure of the gourd baby appeared at the door!

"Look, look!"

"That's ......"

"That's still ...... Robots?"

What entered the villagers' field of vision was a very strange scene.

The gourd baby's body was broken, and pieces of paper soaked in the rain fell down, revealing the skeleton inside, which was made of wooden strips...... Otherwise, it was empty, with no steel bars or gears......

A skeleton made of wooden strips, like a white skeleton, in the rain curtain, just strode into the courtyard!

The villagers blew up in an instant!

No one could have imagined what it was like to be a chaotic scene, screams of horror, messy footsteps, the crash of slamming furniture...... It resounded throughout the Meng family!

"Hell!"

"Monsters!"

"Help!"

In the end, I don't know how it ended, until those people ran away, Meng Fan walked into the heavy rain, hugged the gourd baby into the house, and smiled helplessly: "It's messed up." ”

"Hee-hee, my brother screwed up. The little widow echoed softly, in a voice that only she could hear.

The next thing can be predicted, the whole village knows about Meng Fan's manipulation of ghosts, and under the rumors, it is even more divine, saying that Meng Fan is a demon, maybe he has not gone to college, I don't know where he learned demon law, he can manipulate ghosts, and the paper man is made of dead people's bones and dead people's skins......

Maybe Meng Fan is a ghost himself!

The devil who can walk in broad daylight!

I even thought of the death of Carpenter Zhang and Zhuzi, saying that the traffic light was made by Meng Fan, just to cultivate the demon law, otherwise that ghost thing could be so powerful?

scared the villagers like this, Meng Qingshan and his wife didn't go out, they stayed at home all day, looking at the door in a daze, they felt sorry for their son, these are clearly not the son's fault, it is the villagers who begged Meng Fan to harvest corn, something happened, is it possible that the son is willing?

My son is also kind!

Otherwise, your corn would have rotted long ago!

Their complaints couldn't change anything, and some of the villagers didn't dare to come to Meng Qingshan when they were sick, as they had predicted.

The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and after two days, after the villagers' mood calmed down a little, Village Chief Sun came to Meng's house, but he didn't even dare to enter the courtyard, but just stood at the gate and called out Meng Qingshan:" Qingshan, tell me what is going on, why did it frighten people, and it also scared me a lot, how could Meng Fan's kid be so evil, how could he manipulate that thing, you see, the villagers want me to recover all the money, and what's worse, some villagers also burn their own corn, saying that they are stained with evil spirit, and eat the ...... of people who want to die."

Meng Qingshan's face was very bad, and he forgot how he put the money in the hands of Village Chief Sun, who took the money without stopping for a moment, and walked straight away.

The door was empty, and it seemed that the friendship and reputation that had been maintained before had dissipated because of this incident......

It's that things are terrible,

Or is it easy for people's hearts to be cold?

Meng Qingshan locked the door and sat in the room for a long time, thinking that the little widow was still lying in the house, he walked in dejectedly.

"Girl, after two days, you can go. Meng Qingshan helped her check the injury, and it was no big deal, "Aren't you afraid here?"

"Hee-hee......" the little widow smiled smartly, "what are you afraid of?

"It's good not to be afraid...... Just forget about it. ”

Meng Qingshan knows the little widow's past, and he can foresee the dead going home, which is evil enough, maybe there is something wrong with his brain, and only such a person will not be afraid.

He looked at Meng Fan's room in a daze, and his heart became uncomfortable again: "My poor son, this is the case, how can I find a daughter-in-law in the future!

Just thinking about it in such a low mood, a sweet voice suddenly came from outside the gate: "Is Meng Fan at home?"

Meng Qingshan raised his head suddenly, his face softened, and he ran to the courtyard and saw a graceful figure standing outside the chai gate, poking his head out and looking.

"It's Xiaoxi!" Meng Qingshan became excited and shouted loudly, "Meng Fan, Meng Fan, Xiaoxi has come to visit the house, come and greet you!"

Meng Fan pouted, walked into the courtyard, saw Liu Xiaoxi, who was looking forward to the bright eyes, grinned, and walked towards the gate.

The clouds in the sky flowed, and a dazzling light was projected from between the clouds, which happened to illuminate the entire courtyard of the Meng family.

There was a chai door between Meng Fan and Liu Xiaoxi, and the two of them were bathed in the sun, staring at each other, and suddenly they smiled together.

"Didn't you say you had to take care of the food?"

"I've been waiting for you. ”

"Then you won't open the door and let me in?"

"There's a monster at home, aren't you afraid?"

"Hee-hee, you scare me first, then talk ......"

Meng Fan opened the firewood door, took the crutches, and supported the stream.

Xiaoxi smiled at Meng Fanyan: "I want to eat what you made." (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )